Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

Today is Thanksgiving. Aka not that big of a deal in Spain, but since I have Facebook, I obviously end up reading everyone's statuses about going home for Thanksgiving, and it makes me so nostalgic about T-giving with the fam. Waking up uncomfortably early to run in the Turkey Trot, attempting to help cook stuff, passing out later in the day while watching something like Miracle on 34th Street, probably playing Scrabble with the fam, eating leftover turkey. I especially miss it this year because the fam is in South Bend for the first time in a few years. All the SB friends are obviously home, and I miss everyone so much. 

I am starting to realize how much easier spring semester will be. No family holidays we will be reminiscing and crying about here. I should say Easter, but I also have not been home for Easter in like three years. In the spring, I will be more or less on the same wavelength as everyone else in the fact that we all will be leaving April 28. I am looking forward to the fact that I will know this language so well at the beginning of a new semester. I will definitely not be as lost as before! Although this is hard, especially, I think, during this coming month, I am so happy I did this. I am beginning to realize that I am just getting comfortable here, especially with talking. I am really not ready to go yet. It is going to make the going home all the sweeter. 

They are making some special dinner for us tonight— la Celebración de Acción de Gracias. Weird. I have seen turkey here in Spain like twice. 

1 comment:

PJP said...

Thanksgiving was not the same without you Lala. Because of the news, it was a bit less celebratory. James is struggling and Packey is really stepping up. Uncle John is here. Ellie, one of her Howard Hall girl friends and I went to see the new Bond film. Not very good. Today we help Ellie fix up her room after the Great Flood and help Packey with some of the planning that needs to take place. I also need to finalize the reservations for Ethpana.
We love you and can't wait to see you.
Love, Dad